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Pockets Of Anger, - Poem by DAVID GERARDINO

HIS mouth twiched,
his body turned to
crimson blue.
BEHIND this mask
is insolence, and eyes
drawing sharp instruments,
of a blankness moon.
HIS chambers are filled with
silver chains, and a bed
of nails, it is here where he
puts himself, when the drugs
dont work, or the booze makes
false promiscs

Comments about Pockets Of Anger, by DAVID GERARDINO

  • (10/24/2005 8:44:00 PM)

    Very intense poem David. Sincerely, Mary (Report)Reply

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  • (10/22/2005 9:43:00 PM)

    david i realize this is your way of dealing with issues and i'm impressed with your title do you think it will help you long term, your poem does not deserve a low mark
    for it takes away from your hard work, so i will give you an eight for effort

    Warm regards allan

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  • (10/22/2005 7:47:00 PM)

    FOR A DEAR FRIEND...........if theres a way in, then theres a way out... (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 22, 2005

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